*  puredesolate.  continuation.
   86.   â   despite his crimson-tinted knuckles  &  a half-busted lip, he still managed to let a SMILE, of all things, curve its way up his rosy brims. maybe a little part of him  (  a huge part of him, really  )  was e n j o y i n g this.   â   now maâam ⊠i donât mean tâbe rude  &  ungrateful  &  shit âcause this is real neat, yâknow  !  i dig itTONS but i was just wonderinâ   ⊠  dâya care tâexplain why yâwere attempting tâkidnap little âol me  ?   â
     â     kidnapping is a little tyrannical a word for my tastes  ;  not that i mean to split hairs over semantics.      â      she flashes him a cursory glimpse of bared teeth,  the gestureâs intention ambiguous  ;  TO THREATEN  /  TO REASSURE.      sheâll leave interpretation of such an antithesis for him to annotate and conclude as he pleases.      â     tell me,  are you not enjoying my company ?     â
